It's just tidbits and swarms
of jumbly jitterbugs formed
and of neurotransmitters warmed.
I've got time to discover more if you do.
If not, then, who's it for?
Huuuuuuge fucking Day, to-morrow, Mon,
A big budgetary day where we think we already know the outcome.
Where, paradoxically, if it holds true then we come out!
A come-out press party wrapped in green
Recycled tinsel made into a pretty bow.
Tie it tight, dear, don't want anything falling out or apart
Get Bus-ey livin', or die tryin'! they say, don't get too caught up with money in the bank
But go sleep, the tree will be there to-morrow
Where you can go bright and early to see what surprises await under its central branch...
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